I do feel lucky, and kind of stupid for not checking the departure time….but mostly lucky! Australia only entered into our pension agreement after I had been in Korea for a year and a half….so I can very easily remember how peeved I was when I thought that I was going to miss out on my bloody pension money!
Purchased! Melancholy abounds.
Shitful purchasing means that I will be leaving at 9 in the morning…which means that I won’t be able to get my pension at the airport. Fuck! I guess I will have to get them to pay it into my Korean account after I’m gone.
Looking forward to going home in a lot of ways…and dreading it as well. Going home for Christmas was fucking brilliant…just spending some time with people that I hadn’t seen for a long time. Happy fucking times. I’m not looking forward to re-entering the rat race…doing a job that I don’t love. Fuck it…there’s plenty of pros and cons…BUT…I’m gonna fucking love it…and then I’ll love being back in Korea too.
Lucky fucking arsehole aren’t I?
Good morning Burnchums!
It’s a lovely morning isn’t it? The weather makes me miss home…cold, raining, miserable….it’s more of a Melbourne winter than a Korean one! I can’t believe the lack of subzero days and snow!
It’s the last day of my first week of camp. It’s my last camp at this school…and I’ve loved it. Great kids, great theme, great activities…probably my best camp ever! Still…I plan on smashing this camp into multiple particles of merely adequate in two weeks…when I get to deliver my final camp EVER…to my 5th Grade students! I imagine it will be a case of delivering awesome shit after awesome shit, and watching their brains explode with Englishy fun! Hooray!
It’s fucking weird. I’m the only ‘at school’ English Teacher that these little kids have ever known. They’ve never had another teacher here. That’s what four years in one school gives you. I remember my first year, and how difficult 6th Grade were. It’s difficult to reconcile the teacher I was then with the one that I have become after almost four years. I’m not perfect…nowhere near…but I do my best…and I make the most of the opportunity here.
Do you know how much YouYou’s camp cost the school this semester? 250,000 Won! Do you know how much mine cost? Zero. Yeah. Zilch. Nothing. Do you know which camp is better? Mine? Hers? I don’t know either. I assume it’s mine…because I’m rolled awesome dipped in fucking brilliant…but I have no idea. Do you know why? Because I don’t know what the fuck is going on in the other classroom. The kids don’t seem angry about it…so I assume that it’s not terrible. They don’t seem buzzed either….so I assume it’s not awesome.
That’s all of my stream of conscious (or unconscious) shit for today. Piss off.
Yes, I watch the bachelor, this is my third season…
It’s highly entertaining and makes me grateful for what I have…
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